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[PORTO]

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized March 1, 2018 Leave a comment

In the world of prose, square brackets are used primarily for clarification: adding explanation or making a small correction. In Porto’s world, [ ] is the near-constant narrator and commentator of all her thoughts and actions. We are told that [PORTO] is Porto’s story, though [ ] does much to steer the ship, to the point where the punctation sometimes has the upper hand. (That in literature square brackets are not supposed to alter the essential meaning of the original statement will likely only bother the most hardcore-ist of grammarians.)

Noel Joseph Allain, Julia Sirna-Frest, and Leah Karpel in [PORTO] — Photography by Maria Baranova

The piece opens with a long detailed description of how to make sausage, delivered in the dark by the off-stage [ ] in almost musical tones. For lovers of podcasts such as Selected Shorts, this introduction elevates ones senses. Indeed we are soon to witness the proverbial sausage making of relationships — complete with soft underbellies and the occasional metaphorical entrails — as the staff and patrons of a small Brooklyn bar repeatedly come together almost in ritual with [ ] serving as a combination priestess, narrator and stage manager. That she is portrayed by Kate Benson, the playwright, only adds depth to the role. She appears omniscient until one of the other characters clearly disobeys [ ]’s directive. From then on, all possibilities are open to our players. Indeed Porto is also counseled by two titans of feminism at her kitchen table as well as a pair of dumb bunnies of the Oryctolagus Cuniculus variety.

The audience for this production skews younger than at most off-Broadway houses. Jokes aimed at modern relationships and hipsters who embrace pickled vegetables and toasted garbanzos with their happy hour received the biggest laughs. The breaking of prescribed rules throughout Benson’s script is jarring for those who prefer that their fantasy come with understood guidelines. Some of the inconsistencies are merely puzzling. For example, the character of Hennepin drinks Hennepin ale, but Dry Sac drinks Vodka. It is, however, truer to the way life unfolds: what seems established can be easily invalidated.

The quality of the acting can be appreciated at any age. Julia Sirna-Frest imbues Porto with a realistic combination of determination and hesitancy with which many of today’s young women struggle. As her frequent companion at the bar, Leah Karpel’s Dry Sac delivers loopy 80 proof stories with amusing conviction. Jorge Cordova’s Hennepin is the perfect well-meaning Everyguy. Doug the Bartender is played with measured amounts of drollness by Noel Joseph Allain. Rounding out the cast is Ugo Chukwu who arguably steals the show as Raphael, the waiter with heart and sage advice.

Obie winning director Lee Sunday Evans makes the most of the small space and unconventional storytelling devices. The steadiness of her cast is a testament to her deep understanding of how to tell this story well. Kristen Robinson has replicated a bar setting with the actors in a straight line facing the audience. Porto’s apartment is displayed above, inside a cutout reminiscent of a cross-stitched sampler. This imaginative concept lends an ironic twist to the far-from-traditional-values exchanges that unfold there. Costumes designed by Asta Bennie Hostetter give the characters a lived-in look. Amith Chandrashaker’s lighting and Kate Marvin’s sound support sense of place and movement in a world in which people apparently do not need to open doors.

Whether you find [PORTO] a humorous work of art or say “alright already” like the man in front of me will very much depend on your enjoyment of intellectual play. What you will certainly come away with is an entertainment experience you won’t forget on the subway ride home. The production is presented by the WP Theater and The Bushwick Starr in association with New Georges. Tickets for performances through March 4, 2018 are available at WWW.WPTHEATER.ORG/TICKETS.

Brilliant Traces

Off Off Broadway, Play, Uncategorized February 17, 2018 Leave a comment

Blake Merriman and Alyssa May Gold in Brilliant Traces. Photo by Grace Merriman

Inside his purposefully isolated Alaskan cabin and bundled under blankets, Henry Harry is in a deep sleep when he is disturbed by a series of panicked knocks at his door. Enter Rosannah DeLuce incongruously dressed in full bridal attire, mascara running down her face and talking a mile a minute. Thus begins Brilliant Traces, a two-character fantasy currently vying for the New York Innovative Theatre Awards for Off-Off Broadway.

The set-up is deliberately absurd and yet much of their exchange is rooted in genuine personal tragedy. This asymmetrical construction runs throughout the work. Perpetual loner Henry is clearly unused to casual conversation. Yet it becomes equally obvious that he is a caregiver who instinctively reaches out to others when given the opportunity. Rosannah describes herself in rapid succession as having felt encased in ice and too warm, propelled forward and completely stuck. All these states are equally true for her.

As directed by creative impresario Joshua Warr, the piece starts slow, then moves along for the remainder of the 90 minute runtime. Warr’s production team is strong. Matthew S. Crane’s icicle covered cabin with its unadorned walls and spartan furniture is almost a third character. Paul T. Kennedy’s lighting adds mood and supports the passage of time. Costumes by Todd Trosclair are appropriately sporty and simple, except of course for the shiny gown and shoes. No program credit is given for sound design, which is a shame given the important role played by whistling wind that had me snuggling under my coat. Both Alyssa May Gold and Blake Merriman successfully lean into their characters’ duplexity. Gold — an understudy for Broadway’s Arcadia — brings a rawness even to the most farcical of her lines. Merriman leverages the quickness developed in improvisation training with the Upright Citizens Brigade and Second City to make Henry’s unexpected turns feel more plausible.

The script is intriguing, but not without problems. By withholding deeper truths in order to have a big reveal, Cindy Lou Johnson has her characters speaking in circles much of the time. Instead of deep story, Ms. Johnson simulates forward motion, shading the surface by having the same lines reappear with different context. For example, “I cooked your shoes” is delivered by turns as comic, menacing, and sad. Using rotating emotional filters is an interesting construct that gives the script a fairytale quality. The challenge with Ms. Johnson’s technique is that it’s a block to audience involvement. Uncomfortable chuckles and even a few talk-backs peppered the evening. I never forgot for moment that I was watching a play about two people rather than being swept away by connection to the emotional life within the fantasy.

There is also an issue with how well the relationship between Harry and DeLuce has traveled through time. Originally produced in 1989 by Circle Repertory Company, the piece has several anger-fueled fight scenes choreographed by Alberto Bonilla. Whether you are able to accept these moments as intended or see two people in need of anger management therapy will depend on your tolerance for such things against the backdrop of #MeToo and #Timesup. Rosannah needs to be alluring enough to pull Henry back to civilization. By the same token, Henry needs to inspire trust so that Rosannah can get grounded again. But even back in the 1970s, self-help guru John Bradshaw claimed that most people would walk into a room and find connection with the least appropriate person present.

Rosannah and Henry’s odd relationship touchingly illustrates that everyone needs to be seen to feel truly alive. With communication, parallels can be drawn between any two human stories. The current incarnation of Brilliant Traces is presented by the director’s own Art of Warr Productions in association with Ruddy Productions and runs through March 4 at The Workshop Theater. Tickets are $25 and are available at www.brownpapertickets.com

An open letter to the creative team of Some Old Black Man

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized February 14, 2018 Leave a comment

SOBM I attended the performance of your play, Some Old Black Man, at 59E59 Theaters on Saturday, February 10. Co-star Roger Robinson was out sick, replaced by Phil McGlaston. I understand that Mr. Robinson has been with the production since the beginning and that it is your request that the show not be reviewed without him. Certainly I was disappointed not to see his turn as Donald, but it was a marvelous afternoon nonetheless. I wanted to take this opportunity to applaud your wonderful work in full view of my readers.

To playwright James Anthony Tyler: Congratulations on your script, the first to be fully staged by Berkshire Playwrights Lab. Your story cunningly explores relatable themes of aging and generational conflict using the distinct filter of race relations. Both characters are so beautifully drawn with just a few strokes of your proverbial pen. Father Donald may be cantankerous, but you have assured us that his concerns are clearly rooted in very real and hard experience. I too am an only child and live with an aging parent, so I found it easy to relate to so many of son Calvin’s frustrations. My Mom may not have a brightly colored afghan thrown over the back of our modern couch, but there are certainly parallels I could point to. Judging from the reaction of my fellow audience members, I was not alone. At so many turns, you blend stirring moments of vivid social and economic commentary with laughter and empathy.

To director Joe Cacaci and understudy Phil McGlaston: I admire how quickly you were able to get the piece moving again after Robinson took ill. It is not easy to emote while on book. McGlaston gave an exceptional performance for someone with only three solid days of rehearsal, navigating several of Donald’s tricky emotional turning points, not to mention delivering some terrific yogurt-oriented comedy.

To Co-Star Wendell Pierce: It was a joy to see someone whose television work I have long admired live on stage in such an intimate setting. There are aspects of Calvin’s dialogue that seem ready made for your expressive growl and trademark loving exasperation. Even when confronted with a co-star who couldn’t make much eye contact, you created a deep relationship. And when the set popped a few stitches, you managed to cover in character and earn yourself an extra smile from the audience.

To Roger Robinson: I wish you a speedy recovery. You have obviously laid some splendid groundwork here. I am sorry to have missed your interpretation.

I wish you all a wonderful run at 59E59 — and beyond.

Cathy Hammer, The Unforgettable Line

The Chekhov Dreams

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized February 3, 2018 Leave a comment

The lovers at the center of The Chekhov Dreams are an unusual pair. Kate is dead, having been killed in a car crash several years ago. Deeply depressed since the accident, the independently wealthy Jeremy has put his writing aside and spends his days asleep in order to visit her in his dreams. A frequent topic of conversation between them is the possibility he might end his life and join his beloved in the hereafter.

Tired of watching this sad cycle, brother Eddie — who has chosen to spend his money on the more traditional wine, women and song — elicits a promise that Jeremy will make an effort to get out and meet new people. A man of his word, Jeremy signs up for an acting class, thinking this exercise might have the benefit of expanding his relationship with the literature he loves almost as deeply as he does Kate. Instead, he and his scene partner Chrissy are assigned The Seagull by Anton Chekhov, a playwright Jeremy considers dreary and uninspiring.

Photo by Arin Sang-urai. L to R: ELIZABETH INGHRAM, DANA WATKINS, CHARLOTTE STOIBER

Playwright John McKinney ambitiously draws parallels between his characters, Chekhov’s Anna and Trigorin and Jeremy’s favorite fairytale, The Snow Queen. The results are uneven, punctuated by some imaginative moments. A few grimmer concepts are presented too off-handedly, which is jarring. But by the second act we’re more firmly in Blithe Spirit territory than anywhere near a Cherry Orchard. The broader comedy works fine while we remain in Jeremy’s mind and apartment, but when the action shifts back to the acting class, McKinney breaks his established rules of conduct and produces an uneasy mix of personal hallucination and the reality of others.

The small cast works comfortably together. The angular Dana Watkins provides Jeremy with an appropriately dreamy quality. As his scene partner and potential lifeline, Chrissy is given bubbly charm by Charlotte Stoiber. Christian Ryan channeling Jere Burns delivers the best zingers as Eddie. The toughest challenge is handed to Elizabeth Inghram who struggles to bring the not-always-likable Kate to “life”. Rounding out the team is Rik Walter as the time and realms-traveling Chekhov who fills in the blanks whenever Jeremy becomes too blind in grief.

Some of director Leslie Kincaid Burby’s staging is clever, particularly the dream sequences. The mood of these all important scenes is enhanced by Diana Duecker’s lighting and sound designed by the playwright himself. Burby is less successful when giving the actors “business”. The already rapid-fire dialogue gets punched up with distracting sight gags. Scott Aranow’s scenic design also doesn’t quite work. We are told that Jeremy inherited a great deal of money, but his furniture is inexplicably cheap and ratty. At times the walls actually wobble. It is clear from his ultra-casual wardrobe provided by costume designer Christina Giannini that Jeremy isn’t “spendy”, but he should at least honor basic building codes.

For all the talk of endless love and devotion for the ages, The Chekhov Dreams is more a diverting night out than a philosophical exercise. The thought-provoking questions raised don’t hold up to much reflection. Towards the end of the play, Eddie has a line that works as a wink to the audience, indicating McKinney knows that the ponderous moments won’t be sustained after the houselights come on. But really, what’s wrong with a little escape? Tickets for the production at The Beckett at Theatre Row are available through February 17 at https://www.chekhovdreams.com.

A Deal

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized November 21, 2017 Leave a comment

Internationally known playwright Zhu Yi has given New Yorkers a gift with A Deal, which opened at Urban Stages last night. On its surface, the piece tells the story of one Chinese family’s attempt to buy into the Manhattan real-estate market as a major step towards providing their daughter with the complete American Dream. But this rich work has multiple layers and is by turns wonderfully thought-provoking, deeply troubling and oddly funny.

Lydia Gaston, Wei-Yi Lin and Alan Ariano. Photo bu Ben Hider

Lydia Gaston, Wei-Yi Lin and Alan Ariano. Photo by Ben Hider

For most of its 100 minute runtime, the play follows two tracks. Li Su is a recent Columbia University MFA graduate vigorously pursing an acting career in New York City. Her chosen profession necessitates that she be judged by how she looks, which regrettably for Asian talent is usually limiting and consequently frustrating. Around the time of her first big break, her parents arrive from China. They are proud Communists who made a small fortune which they want to invest it in the USA. Early on in the plot, these two are reunited with Mrs. Li’s former beau Peter who has become an American citizen. This set-up provides Zhu Yi with ample opportunities to skillfully explore emotional conflicts stemming from stereotypes, ideology, and national pride. None of these people is particularly likable, but each is admirable for a different reason.

Like her character, Taiwanese actress Wei-Yi Lin is making her off-Broadway debut as Li Su. She is strident at times, though that may be a deliberate artistic decision meant to reinforce her alter-ego’s tenacity. Alan Ariano and Lydia Gaston bring depth and passion to their proud parental fishes out of water. Pun Bandhu— playing multiple parts here as he did in The Treasurer — provides Peter with equal parts sweetness and cunning. Seth Moore seems genuine as a writer, (perhaps because he is one.) Unfortunately Helen Coxe doesn’t provide enough distinction between her roles as a con artist, talk show host, receptionist and others causing slight confusion for those around me.

The entire creative team is strong and obviously united in their vision. Director John Giampietro makes remarkable use of the small stage, most admirably in a beautifully choreographed fight scene. The simple light-weight set by Frank J. Oliva is brought to vivid life by Ryan Belock’s exceptionally artful projections. Audrey Nauman gives each of the characters their perfect wrapping, from Mrs. Li’s coordinated suits to Su’s darling babydoll dresses.

A Deal is a delightful departure from the limited world view that sometimes plagues commercial theater. Zhu Yi is a fresh and intelligent voice well-matched to the mission of Urban Stages to promote writers of diverse backgrounds. Tickets (only $35 for full price) are available through December 10 at www.urbanstages.org. Intriguing talkback sessions follow the performance on November 27, November 30 and December 4. As an interesting side note, the piece delivered in Mandarin will simultaneously be touring throughout China. I greatly look forward to reading the reviews from there.

The Last Match

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized October 25, 2017 Leave a comment

The Last Match Cast Wilson Bethel Tim Alex Mickiewicz Sergei Natalia Payne Galina Zoë Winters Mallory Creative Anna Ziegler Playwright Gaye Taylor Upchurch Director Tim Mackabee Set Designer Montana Blanco Costume Designer Bradley King Lightin If the notion of a twelfth deuce point doesn’t tie your body in knots of exasperation mixed with exhilaration, Anna Ziegler’s The Last Match may not be the play for you. The tightly woven story of two couples whose lives revolve around professional tennis relies heavily on having at least a basic understanding of the sport. For those who are fans, it makes for an engrossing 100 minutes.

To mention the scenic design so early in a review is usually not a good sign. But Tim Mackabee’s artistic rendering of the US Open is completely captivating and functions almost as a fifth character. All the world’s a court and the men and women merely players. The set pieces are accented by Bradley King’s mood-setting lighting which shifts from glaring spotlight to swirling night sky.

This splendid background does not distract from the terrific performances that take place in front of it. Alex Mickiewicz is a standout as Sergei Sergeyev, a man for whom every decision is a tough one. There is a captivating tautness to his tone and body language that is deeply honest and moving. As the All-American Tim Porter, former tennis player Wilson Bethel expresses the combination of anxiety and drive that propels many champions to reach the top. His wife Mallory is played by Zoë Winters with a dazzling mixture of tenderness and fortitude. The quartet is rounded out by Natalia Payne as Sergei’s tough as nails fiancé, Galina. Her pacing is perfection, but she misplaced her accent on several occasions, slipping from Russia to Queens. This was particularly odd given that Ms. Payne has been with the play since its world premiere at the Old Globe in San Diego.

The piece is still considered a new work and may continue to developed, but it is already clear that the storytelling is wonderfully nuanced. Though there is a huge rivalry at its center, there are no bad guys in this tale. We experience four realistic people just trying to do their best. Ziegler picks her moments well, telling the audience so much in every glimpse through a window into their lives. Director Gaye Taylor Upchurch manages to make scenes of tennis — effectively done in pantomime — and home life both past and present blend beautifully into four portraits that in turn become one.

While the tennis-as-life metaphor may limit the breadth of potential ticket-buyers, it really works. It is a sport that is at its best when opponents have a respectful understanding of one another. Each shot is the result of a decision, sometimes at an instinctive level. Performance can be easily be influenced by the reaction of outsiders in the crowd. And there’s weight to pondering how you will be remembered when it’s just not your day to win.

If you enjoy being caught up in the passions of others, The Last Match provides an immersive opportunity. It’s a worthy time investment, though I could understand those who left confused or even frustrated not knowing a let from a footfall. Tickets are available through December 24 at https://www.roundabouttheatre.org/Shows-Events/The-Last-Match.aspx.

The Treasurer

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized October 22, 2017 Leave a comment

The Son is going to Hell. This is not a spoiler, but rather one of the opening lines of Max Posner’s The Treasurer. This assured destiny stems from his loveless relationship with his self-centered and fiscally irresponsible mother, Ida Armstrong. It is a wearying connection only hardened by her slow mental deterioration. The play is partially autobiographical, the second such dubious attempt produced by Playwrights Horizon this season. (The first was For Peter Pan on her 70th Birthday, Sarah Ruhl’s ode to her mother. Interestingly, both Ruhl and Posner were writing students of the magnificent Paula Vogel.)

There is an almost therapeutic feel to some of the Son’s monologues. Deeply personal scenes like the return of a pair of pants to Talbots may not translate for someone who is not Ida’s grandson. Posner adds even more distance between characters by having the bulk of the dialogue take place on the phone. But the biggest challenge with this story is that their family tie isn’t particularly tumultuous either. The Son eventually complies with Ida and his siblings at every turning point. Audience members seeking warmth — or at the very least electricity — at the heart of a production will be sorely disappointed.

Deanna Dunagan and Peter Friedman in The Treasurer ©️Joan Marcus

Fortunately for all ticket-buyers, the performances are gripping. Theater vets Deanna Dunagan and Peter Friedman take on the roles of Ida and her perpetually challenged Son. Both give deeply human interpretations despite little new or informative ground. Friedman is our guide here, frequently addressing the audience to share his exasperation, utter disbelief, and eventual acceptance. Dunagan manages to lend freshness to Ida’s all too familiar arc of decline and multitude of stock scenes. They are brilliantly supported by Marinda Anderson and Pun Bandhu, color-blind and gender-fluid in multiple roles. Despite obvious talent, these two can’t quite replicate Ida’s once vibrant social circle, the more detailed loss of which would have given Ida’s failing more meaning.

David Cromer’s staging is difficult bordering on the bizarre. Characters are often addressing each other from three distant points on the stage, making viewing more similar to a tennis match than a creative endeavor. In the case of Anderson and Bandhu, actors sometimes start a scene as one character, then have to slide into another in a beat. Laura Jellinek does what she can to support this vision with a compartmentalized minimal scene design. Shout out to Brett Anders and his stage management team for slipping in to keep each section updated with the proper touches. The lighting by Bradley King sets the tone with the houselights slowly dimming during Friedman’s first speech. Sound design by Mikhail Fiksel includes perfectly replicating the tinny sound of cellphones and the stiltedness of online chatbots. Lucy Mackinnon’s projections are attractive, though it’s hard to see how they clarify the plot or intensify the sentiment.

Those who relate to Playwrights Horizons’ mission to support emerging writers as well as those who believe in the crushing power of guilt, may be attracted to spending 90 minutes with The Treasurer. It has been extended in the Peter Jay Sharp Theater through November 5, 2017. For tickets and information visit https://www.playwrightshorizons.org/shows/plays/treasurer.

For Peter Pan on Her 70th Birthday

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized September 14, 2017 Leave a comment

By all appearances, For Peter Pan on her 70th Birthday should be a smash. The star is the versatile Kathleen Chalfont. The playwright is MacArthur “genius” Award winner Sarah Ruhl. And at its heart is the universal struggle or how and when we grow up. Yet somehow it all comes up slacker than a broken aerial wire. This work was intended to honor Ruhl’s mother and the rest of us are challenged to understand the point of it all.

The “adventure” begins in a bleak hospital room in which five siblings have gathered at their father’s deathbed. The scene is very long and a particularly tough test in an age when binge-watching has become the norm. It would be artistically daring if only the conversation did more to enlighten us about the family. Instead it’s likely to leave you as fidgety as if you were sitting in an actual waiting room. While the pacing improves from there, the revelation level does not. There’s a worn-out exchange of political views, a cliched examination of birth and pecking order, and a unfulfilled thread about life after death. On occasion the characters share a story that is so unlikely to be forgotten by those involved it is obviously for our benefit. It’s as if Ms. Ruhl wrote some ideas on index cards, shuffled them, and then forgot to put any meat on the bones. The script may fit her ideal of theater as poetry, but it isn’t particularly expressive or even interesting.

Photo by Joan Marcus

Initially, David Zinn’s set seems artistic and magical, but it just keeps getting in the actors’ way. Equipment is hard to use while simultaneously delivering dialogue in a meaningful manner. Pieces of the first scene remain in view for the rest of the act, yet serve no purpose. Worst of all, the inside of the house is placed outside of the house, which seems intriguing until the Obie winning director Les Waters’ staging grows awkward and then confusing.

At the center of all this muck, the actors perform like troopers. The show’s highlight is Chalfont as birthday girl Ann addressing the audience as one from Iowa in the 1990s. She is instantly engaging, sincerely reflectively, and almost completely wasted in this role. The standouts in her supporting cast is the always remarkable Lisa Emery as Wendy in both her own story and the one that takes place in Neverland. David Chandler doing double duty as brother Jim and nemesis Captain Hook (and maybe death?) supplies some laughs in Act II. And kudos to Macy the adopted dog making her New York theatrical debut while generating an “aaaaw” or two.

If you are a devoted fan of Ruhl and want to be able to say you’ve seen all of her work, get yourself a seat. For Peter Pan on her 70th Birthday is scheduled to play through October 1. Playwrights Horizons (https://www.playwrightshorizons.org/shows/plays/peter-pan-her-70th-birthday/) has many loyal subscribers, but there are seats available through some of the usual discount channels. Runtime is 90 minutes.

Groundhog Day

Broadway, Musical, Uncategorized July 29, 2017 Leave a comment

Groundhog Day August Wilson Theatre As Broadway musicals go, the small scale charmer of a flick Groundhog Day doesn’t seem the most obvious of inspiring sources. The comedic drama relies heavily on Bill Murray’s ability to deliver a stinging blow that is somehow forgivable. With the film’s move to the stage, that burden falls on Olivier Award winner Andy Karl as weatherman Phil Conners. He is charismatic and a joy to watch, but his wonderful performance isn’t quite enough to balance out the slightness of the material. The overall experience is theatrical cotton candy: ultimately sweet and instantly vanishing.

Director Matthew Marchus has done a wonderful job of bringing to life the near cartoon-like nature of the movie. It is rare in the second paragraph of a review to call out those in tiny print such as video designer Andrzej Goulding, Finn Caldwell who created the car chase movement, and Paul Kieve who conceived the illusions. Yet it is those behind-the-scenes team members who best exploit the story’s limitations with imaginative results that are in direct conflict with the general “wowness” one expects to see on the Great White Way.

Karl pulls off the slights of hand and other body parts with wonderful energy. His song-styling brings out the most in the accompanying gleeful lyrics. Unfortunately, Barrett Doss as Connor’s love interest Rita Hanson does not reach his level of skill. Despite a number in which she recites the highlights of her story, the character remains thinly drawn. It is simply not believable that this woman could pull this man out of his destructive cycle. The rest of the cast is solid and there are some terrific running gags.

The lack of balance between the two main characters is one of several key points in Danny Rubin’s book that seem to rely on memories of the original (which Rubin co-wrote with Harold Ramis) to bring them to fruition. I’m not at all sure that someone who has no familiarity with the movie would completely follow the plot. The content is also problematic in that it is too risqué for general family viewing and it doesn’t have enough meat on its bones to be a full adult experience. Additionally, I had a personal problem with the scenes poking fun at alcoholism. Surely we live in a time when drinking and driving is not the stuff of lighthearted jesting.

The music and lyrics by Tim Minchin are spirited, although there are a few numbers that add to the running time more than the storyline. I was not alone in questioning the selection of “Seeing You” as the song chosen for the Tony broadcast. I can understand not wanting to give away the funnier moments including “Stuck” (featuring some hilarious healers). But there are other songs that reveal Phil’s slow evolution from his sarcastic womanizer beginnings that are more entertaining and well executed by the company.

Groundhog Day offers plenty of smiles and a striking lead in Andy Karl. It’s important to remember that the movie version was a modest success that earned about $70M in its initial run. It has been only through the eyes of film history that it became a classic and gave rise to the term “Groundhog Day” meaning the feeling of repeating the same experience. It should therefore not be a surprise that the show is a mild entertainment and perhaps not the best fit for $200 per ticket territory. It is scheduled to play at the August Wilson theater through January 7, 2018. (http://www.groundhogdaymusical.com/tickets/).

Project W

Festival, Off Off Broadway, Uncategorized June 7, 2017 Leave a comment

ProjectW Anyone looking to fill an evening this week with good theater that supports a great cause and an even better movement should head over to the Cherry Lane for the Project W Theatre Festival. Running June 6-10, this series of staged readings turns the spotlight on professional theater women in creative and business roles. Pay-what-you-wish donations will be given to Planned Parenthood of NYC, which provides reproductive healthcare and educational programs to women and their families throughout the five boroughs.

The opening night selection, The Club written by Amy Fox and directed by Suzanne Agins, was a chuckle-filled meditation on the importance of nurturing friendships over time. Four women who were roommates in college gather to celebrate one’s long-awaited pregnancy. Over the course of the evening, they are forced to address the cracks that have developed in their relationships. While none of the characters resonated with me — likely due to generational differences — the overall tone and themes rang true.

When done well, staged readings can allow an audience the thrill of filling in the visuals. The rendition of The Club was a terrific example of this performance art. The ensemble — Cindy Cheung, Jolie Curtsinger, Emily Donahoe, Melanie Nicholls King, Eileen Rivera and Jason Liebman as the lone compassionate male voice — had familiarized themselves with the lines well enough to interact with sincerity and listen with intensity. Their ease made the banter flow, which was essential for this particular offering.

Festival producer InProximity was founded in 2008 by Ms. Curtsinger and Laurie Schaefer Fenton to highlight the candid, deep work of emerging female voices. Even in the year in which luminaries Paula Vogel and Lynn Nottage have finally brought their brilliant works to Broadway, gender disparity in the arts remains. It is important to cultivate opportunities to shine a light on the talented women of professional theater.

What was missing from a production billed as part of a “festival” was any element of celebration. No one greeted the audience, welcomed the talent to the stage or delivered a word of thanks. Even the donation basket sat quietly unattended on a side table. Given the presence of co-founder Curtsinger in a leading role and her organization’s commitment to the development new works — a process that can take years of workshopping and rewrites — I had also expected some form of feedback request. The lack of interaction was a letdown and a lost opportunity to build camaraderie around a critical issue.

The Project W lineup continues the rest of the week with

Halcyon written by Danielle Mohlman and directed by Maureen Monterubio on Wednesday, June 7

Still Life written by Barbara Blumethal-Ehrlich and directed by Shelley Butler on June 8

Honor Killing written by Sarah Bierstock and directed by Pamela Berlin on June 9

The Flora and Fauna written by Alyson Mead and directed by Stefanie Sertich on June 10.

All performances take place 8PM in the smaller house at the Cherry Lane Theater. For more information visit http://inproximitytheatre.org.

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